We drove together in my car to a nice restaurant; it's was where Lizzie and I had our first date. I sat next to Miranda and Lizzie sat opposite to me. Miranda's hand kept accidentally touching my hands and her feet too touched my feet too. Lizzie played footise with me and flashed me flirtation smiles. The meal over we all argued over who should pay, in the end Lizzie knew what colour I was thinking and paid. It was green by the way, like my shirt. We left and Miranda offered to drive so Lizzie and I sat in the back. We drove back to Miranda's house because the girls wanted to change and Lizzie had left some stuff there. On the drive, Lizzie's legs were over mine, I wrapped my hands around her exposed hips. It was weird, it was like everything was normal, and we were acting like a flirty couple. To Lizzie everything seemed to be the way it should be, of course I was distracted. Miranda opened the car window and all her hair was floating with the wind. It was mesmerizing. I didn't want to get too carried off so I changed the subject.

"So what club are we going to Miranda?" I asked. "Erm, I don't remember what it's called, but like all these celebrities go there, you know, your typical LA club."

"What an over 21 club?" Lizzie asked surprised. " Well yeah." Miranda said a little shocked at the last statement

See there she went being free and wild, while tame Lizzie and I lay together slightly worried.

"And how are we supposed to get in?" Lizzie asked, pretty sure that she had Miranda cornered. "Don't worry." Miranda turned to us and gave a very sure smile.

She had me curious but Lizzie looked at me unsettled. As a good boyfriend I was suppose to reassure her, but the truth was, I didn't want to. I wanted to go to that club and be just as crazy as Miranda. My two best friends both brought out the best in me. I knew what Lizzie could bring out but I never knew just what Miranda was capable of. She made me adventurous and daring but what else could she do? That was part of her mystery. Lizzie's eyes met mine and her concern was still visible. I kissed her lips; excited Lizzie leaned against the door, inviting me to come just an inch closer. She turned her head to the side and I softly kissed her neck, but then I turned my head away. Lizzie ran her fingers through my hair and suddenly I saw Miranda's eyebrow rise in the car mirror.



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